Monday, July 11, 2005

river rocks

waves, knife edged
steel grey sharpness
slicing away at the river rocks.
cold raw silverskied day
you can see them
tightly packed
under the bridges of the three rivers.
dirty blankets, stained cardboard
muted colors, dulled hopes endure.
eyes as hard as the wet stones
staying
while the river flows away.

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